“But just because it burns doesn’t mean you’re gonna die. You’ve gotta get up and try, try, try.”

When I first appeared, people couldn’t figure out whether I was gay, straight, black, white or whatever, and I loved that. I loved the fact it scares people.

I’ve learned I’m not lying by not saying anything, so I just don’t say it anymore.

Raise your glass if you are wrong in all the right ways.

I change my mind so much I need two boyfriends and a girlfriend.

I’ve always felt like the underdog, and I’m comfortable with that label.

You can’t move mountains by whispering at them.

A lot of people have problems with public confrontation, but it doesn’t worry me at all. I can handle myself. I know my martial arts.

I tend to put my foot in my mouth. I’m not good at being diplomatic. I tend to piss people off.

My favorite books, art pieces, films, and music, always have something jarring about them.

My definition of freedom is knowing who you are, and then being it. No matter what anyone else is doing. And naked parties of course.

For the first few years we paid all the bills first and divided what was left as salary. Sometimes that was $50 a week.

Right from the start, you were a thief, you stole my heart.

I’m such a control freak, and it’s very hard for me to lose my inhibitions without something chemical inside me.

I believe there’s 31 flavors to be tasted. I’m just living my life. I don’t want to be your kind of good.

My mom took all of my behavior personally. Everything I did she thought it was an act of rebellion against her. But it was just me being me.

I think the best day will be when we no longer talk about being gay or straight. It’s not a gay wedding, it’s just a wedding. It’s not a gay marriage, it’s just a marriage.

There is a fire raging inside you; do not allow anyone to extinguish it. And so on these nights when you think you are broken, remember the flame, and feel it burn.

They burned all our witches, so now they get bitches.

I, the fiery life of divine wisdom, I ignite the beauty of the plains, I sparkle the water, I burn in the sun, and the moon, and the stars.

The time I burned my guitar it was like a sacrifice. You sacrifice the things you love. I love my guitar.

We don’t burnout because of what we do, we burnout because life makes us forget why we do it.

I guess there’s so much in your absence that kills my soul from the burning wood to ash.

The moon is brighter since the barn burned.

She blooms wild and burns bright.